Amber asked me if I wanted to return with her to the Missions. We have been on a similar trip before. We mostly enjoyed ourselves. Mostly. Here are the things I learned on my second journey to the San Antonio Missions.
- DO.NOT.TOUCH.300-400. YEAR.OLD. STATUES.
- DO NOT TOUCH 300-400 YEAR OLD BUILDINGS.
- DO NOT RIDE YOUR BICYCLE THROUGH A 300-400 YEAR OLD ACTIVE CHURCH.
- DO NOT BRING YOUR DOG INTO A 300-400 YEAR OLD ACTIVE CHURCH.
- STOP TOUCHING HISTORIC MONUMENTS, BUILDINGS AND ARTIFACTS.
Amber and I had to leave the Missions early because I was too angry at people touching statues…
Here are some of my real thoughts, though.
- I still struggle with the narrative of great men doing great things when it comes to the Alamo.
- I still struggle as a Roman Catholic knowing that my church is more responsible for acts of terror than any of my Muslim brothers and sisters.
- I still struggle with the fact that as an American, African-American and woman that my place is history is odd, recent and now is mostly written by very current hands.
- I am curious how the Koi got to the Alamo…and if they’re okay.
- I didn’t know Texas had a patron saint.
- My anger when it comes to touching statues is an issue of respect. If you love something, ensure that it stays around for a long time and don’t touch it.
- I am conflicted about what it means to be an American and a Catholic right now: especially considering the current state of the world.
This one was a little short but our trip to the Missions was a little short and the last time I wrote about this I was far more eloquent.
Always remember, the oils in your fingers destroy monuments.